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  1. Cover
  2. Dedication
  3. 1
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  56. Epilogue
  57. Epilogue
  58. Acknowledgments
  59. About the Author
  60. Also by Catherine Coulter
  61. About the Publisher

Mike already knows I’m crazy. The thought brought a fleeting smile, and then Olivia thought of what Mike had done and swallowed hard. “Thanks for telling me that, Andi. I still think we can find him, and so does Agent Savich. Check with me every day, and whenever you like, I’ll clear your joining us here at the safe house. Please come if you don’t feel safe where you are.”

“Sure I will, but as I said, I’m well hidden. And unless Mr. Grace orders me to come in, I’d rather be out here than in a safe house. I have some sources and plan to use them. Hey, don’t worry, I’m CIA, I know how to take care of myself.”

Olivia tapped end on her cell, saw it was nearly eleven o’clock. Too late to call Dillon Savich. She snuggled against Helmut, pressing her face against his soft fur.

20

Sherlock

Agent Kelly Giusti and Agent Cal McLain’s apartment

New York City

Wednesday morning

Sherlock perked up when Greeny’s “Give Me a Wet One” blasted out of her cell. “It’s Dillon,” she murmured to Kelly and Cal. She took a quick bite of Cal’s awesome strawberry crepe and excused herself from the breakfast table. She walked into the hallway with its bright prints of the Italian Riviera against a soft yellow wall. “It’s great to hear your voice. Tell me everything is peaceful, Sean ate his French toast, and Graciella took him to school?”

Savich laughed. “Yes, to all of the above, only I wasn’t paying attention and accidentally poured Cheerios and milk in Astro’s bowl. He couldn’t scarf it up fast enough. He’s sleeping off his Cheerios high, snoring like a freight train. How are Cal and Kelly?”

“Both of them are fine. Kelly says even though Cal is a pain in the butt, he’s a good boss. She doesn’t let him forget he wouldn’t have gotten the promotion if he hadn’t been assigned to be my bodyguard during those insane days before we brought down that terrorist on the steps of the Lincoln Monument. You caught us at the end of breakfast, only a few more bites of a strawberry crepe left. I wonder if Cal could teach you how to make those crepes. A little flavor of France to go with your amazing Italian? Oh yes, they’re planning on a June wedding.”

“I would never horn in on another man’s territory. Would you believe Cal called me and I told him how to make crepes. Sounds like he did them right.” After she snorted out a laugh, Savich continued. “Congratulations to them and to you for figuring out what happened. Have you had any luck finding the gun range Storin’s been using?”